Sin I Rise: Part One (Sins of the Fathers 1)

I shook my head. “You’re impossible, and crude and absolutely shameless.”

“Guilty as charged. But you are a coward, a hypocrite, and a liar.”

I narrowed my eyes. “I’m not.” But I was. Maddox cupped my neck and pulled me down until I had to support myself with one knee on the mattress. “You are,” he murmured before he kissed me. He kept rubbing himself and when I finally freed myself from his kiss, my gaze darted down to watch his hand work his length.

My mouth watered seeing his abs flex with every move.

“Coward.”

“Shut up. You can’t taunt me in to touching you. If I touch you, then I do it because I want to.”

“Of course,” he said. The sarcastic note in his voice barely registered because I simply couldn’t pay attention to anything but the rhythmic up and down movement of his hand. A droplet of milky liquid had gathered on his tip.

“You’re impossible,” I seethed, kissed him angrily and finally reached for his length. My fingers closed around his firm, but smooth cock. He blew out a breath before he said, “Finally brave.”

I silenced him with another kiss and began to move my hand up and down, effectively shoving his hand away. My thumb explored the piercing in his tip, thrilled at the sharp intake of breath followed by a low moan. I trailed my fingertips lower, to the other piercing at the base, like a decoration for his balls, and was again rewarded by a hiss from Maddox.

“Get naked,” he growled.

My eyebrows skyrocketed. I hadn’t yet made up my mind if I wanted to go all the way with Maddox. In the last thirty minutes, the scale had definitely tipped in Maddox’s favor. I just couldn’t stop wondering if sex would be a revelation like oral had been. Why should I wait for another Made Man, a future husband, who’d banged countless girls before our wedding night? Why couldn’t I enjoy myself a little?

And more than that, a little voice, one I used to call my instinct, told me that Maddox was the guy I should lose it to.

Maddox chuckled as if he could read at least part of my thoughts. “I want to cum all over your perfect body.”

“I’m not sure if I want to get whatever sexual diseases you have.”

“If I had any diseases, you would have gotten them through the pussy-tonguing you just had.”

He had a point, and I hated feeling stupid.

“But don’t worry, I usually use condoms and if I forgot, I got tested. I’m clean.”

I stopped rubbing him and pulled my shirt over my head. Maddox’s gaze caressed my curves. My nipples pebbled even though it wasn’t cold in the room. I started rubbing him again. Maddox reached for my breast, capturing one hard nipple between his fingers and twirling it between them. His other hand stroked my ass before it snaked between my legs from behind. His thumb parted me, brushing up against my clit, which was already throbbing with eagerness again. One flick of his pad and I was alight with desire, ready to let loose.

“I thought it was your turn,” I said in a hushed voice as his thumb worked me up again. I had to admit, getting Maddox off at the same time was a huge turn-on, driving me toward the edge so much faster than expected.

“Watching you cream will make me cum so much harder, Snow White.”

For once, I didn’t have a clever comment. I was too lost in the sensations, in the heat radiating off Maddox’s skin, in the surprising hardness of his cock, and in the pulsating need between my legs. Soon my hips began to shift, chasing Maddox’s thumb.

When my second orgasm took hold of me, he, too, came all over his abs. After a deep sigh, he grabbed my neck and pulled me down for a kiss. “I’ll really loathe letting you go.”

Something was different today. The bikers who arrived after Maddox and Gray left for a run, seemed agitated as they buzzed around the porch. When Earl White peered up to the window, catching my gaze with a superior gleam in his eyes, my stomach plummeted. I doubted I’d be released today. He had more in store for me.

Earl nodded at Cody who grinned.

My eyes darted to the locked door. A few moments later, I heard steps thundering up. I hopped off the windowsill, then rushed toward the bathroom just when the lock sounded. “You can’t run anywhere, cunt.”

Cody grabbed me by the hair and jerked me backward. I cried out from the sharp pain that shot through my skull. I clutched his wrists, digging my nails in, but he kept dragging me out of the room and down the stairs. My knees bumped against several steps, making me cry out in pain again.

He didn’t stop until we reached the common area downstairs. My already churning stomach turned when the stench of spilled alcohol and old smoke filled my nose. What was happening? Would they exchange me for my dad? The atmosphere was way too tense for that.